The Hellbound - Domination Black

Night’s coming down

The snow is all around

Slowly turning red

They all are hellbound

Alone in the dark

Ready for a silent terror

You make them fear

The invisible objector

This is the war you created

Are you sure it’s one that you wanted?

This is your hell and we made it

Be certain you will not escape from it

White striker in a tree

Is waiting, you can’t flee

His bullet takes you down

Before you’ll make a sound

The man without a face

Against the rolling war machinery

Pulls the trigger

Sending death through the enemy

Snowfall hides the deadly force

It’s too late to turn the course

Though the blizzards of freezing hell

They hear the judgement bell